Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

“What are you doing here?” I voiced out in shock.

“To take you on a date.” He answered with a very gorgeous looking smile plastered on his face.

What the hell!!

“You just be kidding right.” I voiced out after a monent of shock and silence.

“Do I look like I am?” He answered with a question. I stared at him carefully only to see that he had a very serious expression on his face. He wasn’t joking.

“No way, I can’t. I can’t go on a date with you. I’m going home.” I refuted and attempted leaving when he held my arm and pulled me towards him.

Thankfully, no students were around us as most of them had left already and his car was shielding us from being spied on by them.

“What are you doing, let go of me!!” I demanded as I tried to wriggle out of his hold. Thankfully, he didn’t fight back rather, he let go of me immediately.

“Sorry.” He muttered after he had freed me. I released a sigh of relief and took a few steps away from him so he wouldn’t take me by surprise like he did just now.

“It’s fine.” I answered as I brushed my hands through my long hair, thereby messing it up a little bit.

“So, about the date.. why don’t you want to go with me??”

“There are many reasons not to. The biggest one of them is me being your cousin’s wife. Why would you want to go on a date with your family?”

“Family??” He asked as he squinted his brows in confusion.

“Yes family. I’m your cousin’s wife which means we are related.”

“It’s wierd if you put it that way.”

“How so?”

“You and my cousin are only bounded by a piece of paper. You didn’t even register your marriage in church nor are you guys in love with each other.”

“Love isn’t always everything.” I muttered.

“Oh really? What is?” He asked me.

“Trust and respect.” I answered in a very curt manner.

“Okay then, answer me this. Do you trust and respect Adrian??” He asked as he walked slowly towards where I was standing. I maintained my stance and looked him straight in the eye before answering;

“I respect him.”

“But do you trust him??” He asked again.

“You don’t expect me to trust you after all the lies and deception you’ve been telling since the day we met.” I said but in a way he couldn’t hear me.

“What did you say?” He asked.

“Nothing.” I lied. He opened his mouth and was about to say something but I beat him to it.

“Just because I don’t love and trust Adrian doesn’t mean I would belittle myself and go on a date with you.” I said, trying to change the subject.

“How’s that belittling??”

“How is that not belittling?? I mean it’s you Oliver. You enjoy mocking me, you literally derive joy from it. I know if I agree with your request, I wouldn’t hear the end of it.”

“But I’m trying to change. I’m trying to make it up to you.”

“Why would you do that? Why would you change yourself for me?” I asked but that question was enough for him to go quiet.

“If you don’t have a good reason, I guess we shouldn’t even be having this conversation. I’m tired right now so I need to go home.” I muttered.

I turned away from him and was about to leave again when he stood in front of him.

“Why are you just so fucking persistent??” I asked in frustration.

Normally, I would have agreed to go on the date with him without even giving him all these silly excuses since I know that he is my husband but I was very tired today.

I didn’t really have the strength to play his games with him. All that was on my mind right now is to just go home, take a refreshing shower and collapse on my soft bed.

“You said you wanted a tangible reason.” He muttered.

“Okay, I’m all ears.” I said tiredly as I waited for the lie he was going to drop.

“The reason I have been acting like this these last few days is because…” He paused as he stared at me nervously.

Well, that’s a first. The great Adrian is being nervous. It surprised and intrigued me at the same time. I badly wanted to hear the rest of it.

“Continue..” I said impatiently when he was being silent for far too long.

“I have fallen for you Ariel..”

What?!?!?

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After waiting impatiently for a few minutes, Bianca could finally see Lucas’ mother running across the hallways towards her.

“Where’s my son?” She asked breathlessly the moment she reached where Bianca stood.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Good evening mum…”

“Spare mr your greetings. I asked you a question.. where is my son??” She asked again, more louder than the first time, thereby attracting the attention of passers-by and the doctor that treated Lucas.

“You must be Lucas’ guardian.” He said as he strolled towards them.

“Yes, I am his mother.” She answered.

“Ohay. I was the doctor that treated him. Your son is this ward.” He muttered as he pointed to a closed door.

Lucas mother didn’t waste anytime and rushed towards it. She pushed the door open and entered the room. A muffled scream escaped her closed mouth when she noticed the state he was in.

He was lying unconscious on the bed with a bandage used to wrap his face. Her legs shook as she walked closer to where he laid. She crouched next to him and started weeping profusely.

“What happened to him? Why is my boy like this??” She croaked out as she used her hands to touch his dressed wounds softly.

“We don’t really know madam. He was brought in here by his girlfriend so I think we should ask…”

“What girlfriend??” She asked, cutting the doctor off.

“The lady that called you here.” The doctor answered.

“That whore isn’t my son’s girlfriend.”

“But..”

“I just said she isn’t my son’s girlfriend!!!” She screamed out, cutting the doctor’s words.

“Okay madam.” The doctor said in defeat.

At the time, Bianca was waiting outside so she wasn’t able to hear whatever they were saying.

“But I still think it’s best you ask her since she was the one that brought him here.” The doctor adviced.

“She did??”

“Yes madam.” The doctor answered.

The sad expression on Mrs. Alexandre’s face wiped off immediately and was replaced with an angry and fierce one. She stood up from where she was and strolled out of the ward.

Bianca was still waiting impatiently outside the ward. Mrs. Alexandre walked closer to where she was and before Bianca could utter any word to her, she raised her hands and landed a very hot slap on her cheek.